"Ah, your homeland seems to have some rather peculiar, conservative traditions, but is this really wise? It's not that you'll never get another chance for his exclusive attention, but such opportunities will become far rarer."
Ailu'er placed a slender finger to her lips and smiled.
"You've finally gotten a chance to get close to Your Majesty. If you miss it this time, who knows when the next will be. Once Her Imperial Highness Princess and the others arrive, it will become very difficult. Haven't you seen that the Hecate sisters can already barely contain themselves?"
One must understand, countless people were obsessed with Westheid's Charm, but the supply couldn't meet the demand. Even though Duke Qinghui was practically a pile driver incarnate, a self-propelled cannon that had achieved Ascension—and there was absolutely no chance of him being overwhelmed—no matter how many came at him, the only result was for them to be brutally pounded and filled like cream puffs!
